Ancient Gods

Feeling the terrifying murderous aura shaking into his body, Mo Yang was also shocked.

Although he had almost no cultivation left compared to what he had in the ancient secret realm, he had to admit that Duan Chenxiang was indeed much stronger now than he was a few months ago.

The magic sword in Duan Chenxiang's hand was certainly terrifying, but Duan Chenxiang himself was also much stronger.

Mo Yang's face turned a little pale. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth and let out a sigh.

He didn't intend to use other techniques and methods, it would be in vain.

Because with the power he can use now, no matter how powerful the moves are, they are of no use and cannot display their true power.

Mo Yang continued to activate the ancient chessboard killing formation, and each chess piece rose into the air and landed on the criss-crossing lines. Killing lights emerged one after another and slashed towards Duan Chenxiang.

Although Duan Chenxiang, who is holding the magic sword now, has a crazy face and murderous eyes, as if he is a different person than before, but in Mo Yang's opinion, this is a good thing.

The more this is the case, the more effective it will be for Mo Yang to use God and Demon Drunk, because in this state, Duan Chenxiang will be less defensive.

However, Mo Yang didn't want to use Shen Mo Zui directly. After all, there were countless onlookers present, and Mo Yang didn't want others to see the clues. He wanted to wait for the right time to create the illusion that Duan Chenxiang was controlled by the magic sword.

In this way, you can be unaware of the ghosts.

At this time, the people watching were talking a lot, and countless eyes were fixed on the battlefield.

The methods Mo Yang showed clearly exceeded everyone's expectations, and Duan Chenxiang held the magic sword in his hand. His originally extremely terrifying cultivation level, but now his combat power has skyrocketed, which has made countless people nervous.

Many cultivators can't wait to see which of these two young talents is stronger and weaker.

"What are you fighting with me for?"

Duan Chenxiang looked like he was crazy, he picked up the magic sword with one hand and slashed at Mo Yang again.

Mo Yang looked calm, and raised his hand with two chess pieces flying into the air. Two killing lights emerged from the killing formation, and then he rushed forward.

The entire killing array was in crazy turmoil, and the buildings on both sides of the street were flattened in pieces by the dissipating air waves.

Mo Yang silently felt that if this continued, the chessboard killing array would not be able to withstand it for long, because the power Duan Chenxiang burst out at this time was really terrifying, and other strong men at the peak of the Great Saint Realm might not be able to compete with him.

Mo Yang moved his hands very fast, and chess pieces soared into the sky one by one. Killing lights burst out from the killing array, but they were all destroyed by Duan Chenxiang's sword.

This scene shocked Wang Xier, who was watching the battle from a distance.

She is also a genius. As the number one genius of the Sword Sect, her combat power is naturally extraordinary. However, she has suffered a big loss in front of Mo Yang's mysterious ancient chessboard before. However, at this time, Chenxiang was able to resolve it with a raise of his hand. .

With Duan Chenxiang's fighting power, there are few opponents among the younger generation in the entire wilderness.

She originally wanted to take action, but she had already taken half a step, but when she saw Mo Yang falling directly below, she suppressed the urge to take action.

Because what she cares most about is Mo Yang's life and death, she came here for Mo Yang. If Duan Chenxiang can kill Mo Yang tonight, it doesn't matter to her whether he takes action or not.

"What about your methods? How can you stop me with just this chessboard!"

Duan Chenxiang opened his mouth, and the billowing sound waves spread throughout the entire imperial city.

His eyes turned a little blood red at this time. He stared at Mo Yang, his eyes filled with murderous intent, as if possessed by a demon. He swung the magic sword with one hand, his hair dancing wildly, and the aura emanating from his body kept rising.

"Break it for me!"

Seeing that Mo Yang didn't respond, he held the sword with both hands, and with a loud roar, he suddenly slashed down with the sword.

A bloody sword light instantly illuminated the sky above the entire Imperial City in a sad and beautiful way. The sword light slashed down, as if it was going to split the whole world. Wherever the sword light passed, the void collapsed silently.

"puff……"

Mo Yang's body trembled violently, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth again. This killing array had already exerted a huge drain on him. He had resisted the most powerful attacks again and again. In addition, the sword energy from the demon sword was so weird that it had already made Mo Yang miserable. Yang was seriously injured.

"Come again!"

Duan Chenxiang saw that the killing formation was about to collapse, he shouted loudly, and suddenly raised his sword in the air to strike down vertically. With a muffled sound, billowing air waves burst out, shocking the cultivators who were watching in the distance and flew back in a hurry. .

Although the killing formation evolved from the ancient chessboard was not directly split, it disappeared in mid-air.

Mo Yang still stood there, his face pale.

One by one, the chess pieces fell from mid-air and returned to the ancient chessboard.

Mo Yang sighed softly, looked up at Duan Chenxiang, and said: "This sword is indeed extraordinary, but the sword is too demonic. I don't know whether a person controls the sword or the sword controls a person!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, but as soon as he finished wiping, there was blood slowly flowing down from the corner of his mouth.

He was indeed seriously injured. At this time, there seemed to be a tearing feeling in his mind, and the terrifying sword energy that shocked his body seemed to wipe out all his consciousness.

Mo Yang put away the ancient chessboard. He no longer had much energy to move the chessboard.

Duan Chenxiang looked at Mo Yang in front of him, with a sinister smile on his lips. He raised his sword and walked forward step by step. He stopped more than ten meters away from Mo Yang and looked down at Mo Yang condescendingly.

"Do you have any last words?"

Duan Chenxiang seemed to want to humiliate Mo Yang, pointing a sword at Mo Yang with a tone full of ridicule.

"I just said that this sword is good, and you are just a defeated general!"

Mo Yang spoke, his face was a little pale, but he was unusually calm.

After speaking, the aura on Mo Yang began to change slowly. Although there was no strong aura emanating from him, there was an invisible chill spreading.

But it was not really chill, but a murderous intent.

Duan Chenxiang's expression was slightly condensed. He had fought with Mo Yang several times, but he had never seen such a method.

Could this be Mo Yang's hidden killer?

But before he could come back to his senses, Mo Yang's figure disappeared from the spot, like a ghost, and instantly appeared beside Duan Chenxiang. It was not a mysterious method, but the most ordinary punch.

Duan Chenxiang hurriedly pulled back, because the murderous intent just now was unusual, he instinctively chose to retreat, but he didn't expect Mo Yang to punch him like this, and he didn't even use his true energy.

"Boom..."

But before Duan Chenxiang could say anything, the fist fell on him like a shadow, and Duan Chenxiang was instantly blown away.

This scene immediately caused a burst of exclamations. No one expected that Mo Yang's casual punch would have such amazing power.

Duan Chenxiang flew dozens of meters in the air, and his body directly pierced through an attic before he stabilized his body.